Friday, June 6, 2008

Last night, after George’s first full day at nursery, we left him with a babysitter and went out with Raoul – he’d booked what appears to be the only Swis restaurant in London and we had Fondue. The first time I’d ever tried it.

Eating a Fondue is a lot more complex than it would first appear. Apparently a bit like tightrope walking. You have to be sure to eat and drink the right things in the right measure to avoid the fondue turning into a solid ball in your stomach. The right thing to drink is a kind of peach schnapps – although, it tasted like pure alchohol to me – if you don’t drink enough of it, the cheese in your stomach will coagulate. If you drink too much, it will make you sick.

Surprisingly this dish – effectively cheese on toast in another form (with potatoes as a quite unnecessary side dish) is actually quite nice – although I was aware of a vague longing for something green.

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I'm a freelance writer, illustrator and animator, and having just finished my first documentary (on the evolution of sharks) I've now started work on my second (on interstellar travel)... if you want to see how I get on, read on.